Lycaon Dusk: Part Two

by Silent Wolf Singer

Part two in LD edited addition. After saving her cousin from a newborn army; Diana faces her own problems. With the curse close to completion she faces her crucible of being a Lycan. The confusion, pain, and torment that unleashes her inner demons. Can she be sane long enough or will the truth of everything ruin into temptation?

14. Chapter 14: It's my Birthday

Lycaon Dusk

Disclaimer: I do not own the twilight Saga or the original characters. Inspiration on werewolves belongs to their original owners, Authors, Movies and cultures/legends. If werewolves are mention I shall put a disclaimer on dedication to whom and/or where they came from.

Chapter 14: It's my birthday.

"No, no . . . please. . . DAD!" I woke up from a nightmare. Again I've been having the same dream of that fateful night. Realizing I was no longer in the woods but in my room. I sighed; lying back down hoping sleep would come. But it didn't. For an hour I dazed at the ceiling lost in thought. "Why? Why do I keep dreaming of that night? What is it that so important?"

For in the nightmare, it was either dad being mauled or the rogue on me. But it was his animalistic face, those two color eyes: one crimson red, the other amber as the moon on warm night. There's got to be an explanation to theses dream. A message or sign that locks up or could it be . . . a piece of a puzzle that I'm afraid of knowing.

It was an hour later and sleep couldn't come, that I check the clock on the I-home to see it was only '5:37 am.' Sighing, I got out of bread and decided to get ready for school. As I got dress into some black skinny jeans and long sleeve T-shirt. It was that day again, that the air of mourn linger in my system. After getting dress and finishing my morning routine. I lay back down in bed reading a book. It was not 'Beastly' that's for sure, but a new book from last year that I saw in the library. "The Hunger Games,' By Suzanne Collin. It was addicting that I was on chapter four when my alarm clock turn on playing the local station. The sounds of what I assumed to be a ukulele was playing.

"Heeey heeeey heeeeey

Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains
I knew I wouldn't forget you
And so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moving
The smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided
Who's one of my kind

Hey soul Sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't fair you know
Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight

Heeey heeeey heeeey

Just in time, I'm so glad you have a one track mind let me
You gave my life direction
A game show love connection, we can't deny
I'm so obsessed
My heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest
I believe in you, like a virgin, you're Madonna
And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind

Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't fair you know
Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight

Well you can cut a rug
Watching you is the only drug I need
So gangster, I'm so thug
You're the only one I'm dreaming of
You see I can be myself now finally
In fact there's nothing I can't be
I want the world to see you'll be with me

Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't fair you know
Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight
Heeey heeeey heeeeey (tonight)
Heeey heeeey heeeeey (tonight) "

It only takes music from Train that could put a smile on my face. A knock was heard from the door after the song ended and commercial ads started playing.

"Come in." I said.

Uncle Charlie came in holding a wrap up present, "Happy Birthday Squirt."

"Uncle Charlie, you shouldn't have." I said sitting up.

"Yeah, I know, but what the heck." He said handing me the present.

I accepted it and started to open it like a kid on Christmas to find was a fresh can of pepper spray. I burst out laughing, "Really Charlie?"

"Kidding, you'll get your present tonight." As he messed up my hair, "See yea Squirt."

"Bye Charlie," Uncle Charlie and his bad sense of humor. Watching him walked out though pause by the door. "Eighteen . . . when did you grow so old?"

"Don't know, time skip." I said. "Just living like I'm dying."

Charlie shook his head and left for work. Today was November Seventh, and my birthday. Unlike Bella who thinks age makes a difference, I think Birthdays should be celebrated on reminding yourself that you were born, to make a personal holiday. I smiled and went down stairs for breakfast. The smell of cinnamon in the air, as I found Yvaine pulling out a tray of Cinnamon rolls. My mouth water while I licked my lips. Sneaking up to snatch a roll follow by a spoon full of icing. My speed was so fast, that it surprised my cousin. She yelped from shock, turning around to face me eating a roll.

"Can't be patient?" She asked before grabbing her roll.

"Nope," as I pop the 'p'.

". . . Happy birthday Dianna."

"Thanks," I said turning towards the table till spotted some presents on it follow by a gorgeous vase with a bouquet of flowers. That of white roses, lavender, and waxflowers in a clear vase with a purple ribbon; it almost looks enchanted. It felt familiar, where have I seen this combination before, "Vaine, who scent these?"

"Why not read the card." She inquires with a smile.

I grabbed the small ivory card to read who it was from.

"To my dearest Princess,

Happy Eighteenth Birthday and I hope your year may prosper in your awakening. I'm sorry I haven't spoken to you, since your third summer. But I hope we meet once more my granddaughter. For I miss you so and desire to see you again.

With all my love

Love

Grandfather Drest"

I gasped dropping the card. I haven't received word from him since I was a toddler. There was a dozen present as well; out of curiosity I grabbed one. Opening the wrapper to find a frame engrave in Celtic knots, in this elusive detail on metal. A picture said a thousand words. For it was a picture of me when I was three years old on a stranger shoulder giggling. The man seemed to be in his forties, black hair, weather worn face with some whiskers around his jaw line and chin. Though there was something about his eyes as they held laughter. For they were the same color of a blue tinted green like mine. There was cursive on the edge of the picture written in gold.

"First time grandfather met granddaughter.

May we meet again? Drest L."

A small tear escape when reading this, knowing I had my Grandfather's eyes. Quickly I put my present upstairs, setting the flowers on the desk close to the window and the picture on the night stand. Afterwards, grabbing my bag and headed out for school.

.o0o.

"So you met Drest?" Yvaine asked in the car, turning down the Radio.

"Guess so," I sighed with a shrug. "I was very young."

"How come you freaked when you heard he was alive?" She asked.

I paused and thought about it. "When I was four, my mom told me Grandma Sloan died from cancer . . . two months later she was crying on the phone. I asked her what's wrong. She said 'Granddad died of a broken heart.' So all this time, I thought he was dead. Until hearing Luna was a wolf child. A thought accrued to me, that my life was hidden behind closed doors. A feeling that Drest wasn't dead, that was when you came along, however . . . to hear he was inspecting me all this time. He decided to make notice after I got bitten."

I squeezed my hands tightly on the wheel, knuckles turning white while a growl rumbles in my chest. "That is why I'm angry also scare . . . to know I am an, Alpha's Daughter."

Yvaine placed a hand over mine but didn't say anything. I took a deep breath and continued. "Sometimes I wonder, what would have happen if Orion actually came to visit me at the hospital. Wondering what my life would be like in Scotland after the funeral. A life with the Lyall Clan, being reunited with Grandfather?"

"Then you wouldn't have a life here." Yvaine answered. "Think what would have happen to your friends here at Forks?"

I parked at the parking lot to think about the possibilities, if I never came to Forks. Riley and Bree would be dead by Seth and the Volturie. Leah would never have imprinted on Orion, becoming more of a bitch. Just thinking about this subject more to have visions clouded my mind; on what could have happen. Then Jacob came into mind. My heart clenched . . . would he had become a wolf forever if I never came? His heart still set on Bella? Would he had died after the newborn battle or . . . Imprinted on somebody else? A whimper escaped on such thought.

"If you never came to Forks, then all your friends wouldn't succeed so easily. Sam did say you were an Omega." Yvaine said before she got out of the car. "C'mon, class will start soon."

I nodded, getting out of the mustang and locking it. When I was about to turn around, two hot arms wrapped around my waist and spin me around; follow by a choir of "Happy Birthday!" Once done on the spin fest I was set down to see a smiling Jacob. Behind him was Embry, Ian, Cassandra, May, Nick, and Yvaine. All smiling holding stuff.

"Guy's, what's all this?" I asked.

Cassandra walked up, placing one of those cheap tiaras on my head.

"It's your birthday, since you got plans in celebrating it." Cassandra confirmed with a look that said 'too bad, so sad, suck it up and deal with it.'

I chuckled adjusting the crown. "Thanks guys."

Though I didn't set up plans for my birthday, thinking it would be at home party. Just Yvaine and Charlie eating something while watching a game on a typical Friday. Cassandra nodded as she and May grabbed my hand and literally dragged me inside the school, into the bathroom to do my makeup. Fun for them but torture for me when applying liquid eyeliner. But hey as dad put it, "Pain is only weakness leaving the body."

So throughout the morning, I was getting looks and compliment and some happy birthdays from the students. Although during Art class Jacob couldn't keep his eyes off of me. His stare made me fluster, making it hard to work on my still life.

Since the full moon in October, Jacob and I were friends again. Like before in a platonic way: Joking around, watching movies, cliff diving, and doing homework; before Bella suicidal act or the finding of our secrets. Dia and Jake, nothing Romantic . . . for now.

Jacob was okay with it. Though he gets jealous easily when other guys try to flirt or ask me out. Nearly scared the crap out of Luke with just a glare. Sure I scolded him for hours after I kindly rejected Luke's proposal on a date.

"You're blushing," Jacob noted leaning closer.

"Well, how about we put makeup on you and see how everyone reacts?" I murmured.

Jacob scoffed a laugh pulling back. "I don't think blue eye shadow will make my eyes pop."

I snorted then started sketching the sheep skull on the table. It was neutral while weird in drawing a skull. Although, I felt sorry for those on the other side of the table who had to draw a human skull!

"You do look beautiful."

"Thanks," I blushed. "But I'm always beautiful to your eyes."

"Actually you look hiddie-"Instantly he got smack in the arm. He barked out in laughter, rubbing his shoulder. "Kidding Dia, jeez la weez, I was only joking."

"Jerk," I muttered.

"Yeah, but I'm your jerk."

Instantly I smacked myself before a chuckled escaped. It's good to have Jake back.

.o0o.

By lunch we were at our table eating birthday cake that May made. This was the first time anybody took consideration of my birthday. At my old school, my previous friends (didn't had much) would say 'Happy Birthday' and a picture they draw on the last minute. Afterwards it was quality time with my dad. Usually he would try to come home early so we could go out to eat and go see a movie. If time, we would stop at the local ice cream pallor.

Just thinking about him, I grabbed my wolfsbane necklace where his class ring joined beside the glass pendent. Keeping him close to me as possible. An arm wrapped around my shoulder, looking up to see a concern Jacob. I smiled to let him know I was okay. That was when Ian set a present in front of me.

"Happy Birthday, Dia-san," Ian said.

"Thanks," Opening the bag to pull out a green fabric. It was from Hot Topic. I laughed for what it was and put on the hat.

This caused Nick to choke on his soda. "Ian bro, you got her Gir!"

Lifting up my head changing my voice to be like the cartoon character. "Hi I'm Gir. I like taco's . . . I'm going to sing the Doom song now. Doom, doom Doom, Doom doom. . ."

Everyone laughed to my Gir impersonation towards the old cartoon character of Invader Zim. It was hilarious. Then May handed me a small present from her and Nick. I open it to find out it was the new album CD of Skillet. "AWAKE"

"Thanks May and Nick."

May nodded with a smile, still shy. Guess I need to call Brady and figure out to solve their imprinting case. For I fear the bugger will drive Collin insane. Nick laughed, saying not many people like Christian Rock. Then it was Cassandra's turn as she set down the Pink bag. I glared at it with caution, before I took a small peek inside. What I saw made me blush to new levels, immediately closing it before the others could see.

"Cassandra!" I exclaimed.

She just smirked. "What? You're legal."

"Legal to vote, but I missed my chance to kill you and be trial as a minor."

"What could be so bad that could rile you up?" Embry asked.

"Shut it," I snapped then sighed. "For all that is holy. How did I become friends with you?"

"Cause you love me," was Cassandra's reply.

"Yeah, um hate to burst your bubble but, I'm straight." then pointed at Jacob, "And I have a better shot with him."

"Hey!" Cassandra whined.

"Love you too," I winked at her causing everyone to snicker. Jacob on the other hand stares at me with shock till his eyes soften. His arm slid down and secure tighter around my waist, bringing me closer to him. Realizing what I just said 'a better shot with him.' Oh moon, I glared at him in warning. "Watch it lover boy or I'll—"

Jacob sighed and covers my mouth with his hand. "You talk too much."

I licked his hand only to regret it, His hand tasted like salt, grease, and lead. A disgusted groan came out, spitting into his hand. Jacob chuckled pulling his hand back, laughing at me in result. As usual, I smacked him upside the head.

.o0o.

"Happy Birthday Diana," My friends said for the last time. I said thanks for everything before going back in my mustang with Yvaine and drove back home.

"So what did Cassandra get you that got you fluster?" Yvaine asked. I reached over the back seat, shoving the pink present at her. She took a peek and gawk, what she saw quickly closing it. "Never mind."

"Thought so."

Once we got home. I open the mail box to find three fishing magazines and a letter directed to me. Reading who it was from, I paused, never expected to receive this letter so soon, precisely on my birthday. I sat down on the porch unable to rip the envelope. Mind set on memories on personal items. Yvaine came out one time to hand me a glass of water and blanket, when she saw the envelope. She didn't say anything, only mention that Charlie and Orion should know about it as soon as possible.

I sigh, grabbing my necklace to fiddle with the ring. It wasn't long when someone stood in front of me. Knowing who it was by their scent I took a deep breath.

"I had to pull some tweaks and Charlie help on getting the car." I said as the person didn't reply. "I never thought I would get this letter so soon."

"Dia," Jacob whispered taking a seat.

I shook my head. "I need to contact Orion to find some sponsor or supernatural bank to hold my inheritance . . . maybe Drest?"

Jacob took my hand and the letter reading the seal on address. He sighed, "Honey, everything is going to be alright."

"We don't know that?" I whispered as a lone tear fell. Jacob lifted a finger and catches it, wiping it away. "Jake . . . Promise me you'll come with me as witness."

Jacob nodded with a smile, helping me up. "C'mon, there's something I want to show you."

"Let me tell Vain—'

"Embry got her." Jacob interrupted. "She said something about getting ingredient."

I nodded and follow him towards my mustang. Jacob claimed he was driving, so I handed him the keys and got in the passenger seat. When Jacob got in, he savors the moment.

"God Diana, how did Stan afford this baby?"

"A gift from my mom, though we wonder as well." I said assuming the funding came from the Lyall clan.

Jacob whistle then put the keys in the ignition making the car purr. Afterwards, he drove off, staying close to the speed limit but fast. It was silent so I put my iPod on the jack, as a song randomly was selected.

"Emily will find a better place to fall asleep
She belongs to fairy tales that I could never be
The future haunts with memories that I could never have
And hope is just a stranger wondering how it got so bad

I die each time you look away
My heart, my life will never be the same
This love will take my everything
One breath, one touch will be the end of me

You could be the final straw that brings me back to earth
Ever-waiting airports full of the love that you deserve
Wishing I could find a way to wash away the past
Knowing that my heart will break,
At least the pain will last

I die each time you look away
My heart, my life will never be the same
This love will take my everything
One breath, one touch will be the end of me

Emily will find a better place to fall asleep
Maybe she will save me in the oceans of her dream
And maybe someday love
maybe someday love
maybe someday love"

When the song ended I stared out the window. Not daring to look at Jacob, though I felt his stare on me.

'Not yet . . . . We're not ready for the next step . . . I'm not ready.' I continued repeating those words over and over again. Until the car stopped, snapping me out from the daze to see we were at his house. Suddenly he covers my eyes with a black blindfold.

"Jake," my breath hitched.

"Easy honey, didn't want to ruin the surprise."

"Jake," I gave a warning but he left and opens my door a second later. I took a sniff of the air, to smell nothing. Only Jacob and the ocean as he took my hand and led the way, to this oh so surprise, he wanted to show me.

"C'mon Diana, don't hold a hissy fit."

I scoffed but followed him while listening closely to my surroundings. Immediately a small giggle was heard . . . Clair?

We stopped on the beach as Jacob removes the blindfold from behind me. "So you know I did some supervising on this."

"What do you—"

"SURPRISE!" exclaimed a lot of voices.

I jumped practically onto Jacob. Crap that scares the living day lights out of me. As I saw the pack, elders and my family stand in front of a bonfire party. Only there was balloons and table full of food and decorations. I stood there dumbfounded.

"Dia," Clair cheered running towards me till she hugged my leg. "Plewz don cry!"

I touched my cheek, to realize I was crying. I bend down and picked Clair up snuggling her in my arms.

"I'm not upset, Clair." I said. "I'm just surprise is all?"

Never have I been given such attention. So putting her down to receive some hugs and 'Happy birthday' from everyone.

"Alright, let get this party started!"

Paul cranked up the music and us werewolves started dancing like there was no tomorrow. I danced with everyone, of the pack to a song. I was having so much fun that everything from this morning was forgotten. When Orion cut in for a dance after Collin, he took my hand and led me far away from the party. I know what this was about. We talked a little bit about the letter as I took it out of my purse and gave it to him. He opens it and read it to himself.

"Talk with the Cullen's they may know somebody on this. If they don't, we'll go to the meeting with them and transfer you inheritance to the Lyall Clans banking account to your own personal account safe." Orion said.

"Thank Orion," I said. "I didn't know what I was going to do. I was afraid I had to deposit all my money."

Orion chuckled messing my hair. "That usually happens with other werewolves. Don't worry; I'll inform Damian and Drest about it . . . did you get his presents."

"Yes," I breathed looking out into the ocean. "I'm scare, Orion. What if he doesn't like me?"

"Nonsense, he loves you." Orion assured. "In fact, he sometimes visits the Americas to see you and Luna. Not close but from afar. You may have not notice but he stays close, including when your father was station in England. There are pictures on his mantle of you in concerts, ballet, waltz, chorus, any performance or fair. He was there. Only wished he had the guts to take a step and talk to you. But you were human and appearance of age can be difficult to explain."

I held in a breath, Drest has been watching me . . . from afar? I sighed; stalking must be in the family. Since Orion, Hunter, and now hearing Drest was watching me. What's so important about me that would attract the werewolf world? I stood there for sometimes watching the ocean. Orion went back to the party, but no one dare come towards me. The moon was half, full moon will soon rise in a several days. But it still sends a shiver down my spine.

"You know a birthday party, can't be a birthday without the birthday girl." Jacob said from behind.

I chuckled, "Just needed a moment to think."

"What are you thinking?" Jacob asked.

"A lot, some here, some there," I shrugged. "Since this morning, my mind has been at it. From nightmare, letters and messages, and . . ."

"You been having nightmare?" Jacob asked concerned. I nodded, "Is it that common?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "I tried everything. I moved on with my life but no matter how much I tried . . . I keep seeing those eyes. How he glares at me with admiration, lust, and furious rage. Like he's inspecting something from me?"

"Diana," Jacob breathed wrapping an arm around me. "Maybe you should see a doctor or a psychiatrist?"

"I can't Jake. Otherwise it the mad house and exposing our secrets! This is something no one can fix, if only I can figure out why?"

"Don't pressure yourself." Jacob said kissing my forehead. "Just relaxes and go with the flow."

"Easier said and down." I muttered before walking back to the party, putting on an act that I was having a good time. But deep down, I was confused. And by looking at Hunter who sat alone by the trees; there was more to come.

.o0o.

By the end of the party, we spend the night. Rachel, Yvaine, and I were at the Black house twin shared bedroom. It was past midnight and we were hardly tire. Well except for Yvaine, she was unconscious on Rebecca's bed. Rachel and I were on her bed as she brushed my hair.

"I remember everyone use to call you Corn tussle." Rachel said, "For your hair."

"Yeah, not native," I said.

"But a free spirit," She said.

After that we went to bed. I fell asleep on Rebecca's bed sharing it with Yvaine, closing my eyes in sweet dreams. However, the curse of the nightmare woken me up yet again. Looking left to right to see everyone was still asleep. I took a deep breath and got out of bed and walk to the bathroom, splashing water on my face trying to calm the nerves.

"Breathe . . . just breathe." I whispered.

Coming out I walked back down the hall, then stopped at Jacob's door. There was light coming out of his room. Why is he up, it was like two o'clock in the morning? So knocking on his door, to hear him coming to open it surprised.

"Diana, you're still awake?" Jacob noted.

"You too," I said.

"Couldn't sleep . . . hey are you alright?" He asked. "You look pale."

"Bad dreams, night Jake," I said heading back to bed when Jacob stopped me.

"C'mon, you can bunk with me." He said leading me to his small bed. I bit my lip caution if this was a good idea. Except once I sat down on the small mattress next to him my nerves eased away. So lying down, resting my head on a pillow opposite from him, and facing the wall. Jacob notices how tense that he wrapped an arm around me, brings me closer to him and rubbed my stomach over cloth. The gesture was soothing, that I sighed, listening him hum some native lullaby.

I closed my eyes falling into sleep.

"Happy Birthday Diana," He whispered, kissing my forehead, "Nayeli."

For once in a long time, I was able to sleep peacefully. For that was Jacobs's unknowing gift.

Pure sleep

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Hey soul sister - Train

Love song Requiem- Trading Yesterday